A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Sq-Glenn Miller

That certain night, the night we met There was magic abroad in the air There were angels dining at the Ritz And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square I may be right, I may be wrong But I＇m perfectly willing to swear That when you turned and smiled at me A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square The moon that lingered over London Town Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown How could he know we two were so in love? The whole darned world seemed upside down The streets of town were paved with stars It was such a romantic affair And as we kissed and said goodnight A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square And like an echo far away A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square